Absence, worse than presence

At my ten itself I was aroused
By the sight of massive women.
At six-ten, too, I had aroused
The hearts of younger women.
There were many I had courted
But they conveniently deserted.
There were many paths I treaded
But all led me to the dead-end.
I hate women but it is the lack
Of woman that I hate most.
16.06.2000, Palakkad

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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